Kitten Cocktail

When asked what beverage I would like for the evening, I wasted no time in ordering my favorite of all the drinks: The Kiddie Cocktail.

I’m convinced that I will still be ordering that when I’m 86 years old. And if anybody tries to stop me, they’re going to get scratched in the face. In the face! You hear?

What I find amusing is pretending that it’s spelled “Kitty Cocktail” instead of “Kiddie Cocktail.” Am I right? Dozens of adorable pictures come to mind! For instance, at this very moment I have a visual image of a little kitten hanging out inside a cocktail glass! Isn’t that great?? The more sick-minded of you (read: Ted, Peter, or Ben) might instead get an image of a cocktail made of kitten blood. Instead of cherries, there might be little kitten paws…or something equally distressing.

That image makes me sad.

But then I think about maybe a kitten drinking a cocktail. Like a human!